Why I Love M2H

I am getting to a point where all I can think about is being at M2H more often. Happiness is a choice, I know, but we need help sometimes. I hate myself for complaining because I am blessed in so many ways. I have a wonderful family; I have the ability to partake in so many things I love, like swimming and horseback riding; and I can talk well to my Mom. But I also wish that I could come to M2H more often. 


This is the only place where my disability doesn’t matter. That feeling is so wonderful that there are no words. It’s like entering an alternative universe where all the things that bother and upset you in the real world, vanish. And suddenly your heart feels light and warm, and you begin to smile all over. Appearances don’t matter, and the way you talk is irrelevant. 

I know I am whining and for that I apologize. I just needed to say it out loud. And that is why having a blog is wonderful.